A/N: First fanfic ever. Constructive criticism. :)
Friday is usually everyone's happy day. After work, go home, be with the family, watch TV, go to the bar, get ready for the weekend, all that good stuff.
Not for McNally. Sure, Andy was happy that the weekend was coming up but Fridays in 15th division meant increased crime rates.
She walked into the locker room looking like crap. Traci just glanced at her.
"You look like crap."
"Stating the obvious much?"
"Well, what's wrong?"
"Nothing's wrong."
"It sure doesn't look like that."
"I'm just tired, that's all."
"Tired today or are you going to be like that for the whole weekend? Because if you are, you have to tell Michelle that you're not going to her party."
Andy looked at her friend blankly. Then she suddenly realized what Traci was talking about. Michelle was a close friend from high school and this weekend, she had invited Andy over for a reunion type party.
"Crap, I totally forgot about that and I don't even have anyone to go with."
"Andy, that's all you've been talking about for the past few days."
"Really? Because I don't remember."
"Ok, now is not the time. We're going to be late for parade."
As they walked out of the locker room, Andy bumped into someone.
"McNally, calm down. Don't try and kiss me every single day. And hurry up or you're going to be late for parade."
Andy watched his retreating form.
"You know," said Traci, "you can always ask Swarek to go with you."
Sam and Andy sat in the cruiser eating their lunch. Sam was looking out his window, finishing his hot dog while Andy was lost in her own thoughts with her fries in her lap.
"You gonna eat that?"
"No."
Andy gave him the plate of fries. As she opened the ketchup packet, her mind wandered to the party. Traci was right, she could always ask Sam. As her brain thought about Sam, she turned around to ask him only to find that he was staring at her.
"What?"
"What? McNally, you're sitting there with my ketchup packet about to open it but haven't and I'm sitting here waiting. Whatever it is you're thinking about, don't overthink it."
Andy was about to come up with a response when the radio came on.
"Shots fired at Hillcrest High School, corner of Emerson and Squire. All units, please respond."
"1505. Mark us, we're en route."
Andy turned the lights on and they sped down the street. Andy went to a different high school but she knew Hillcrest. Her friend worked there as a counselor. It was about 10 minutes away from where they were and she didn't want to sit the rest of the way in silence so she decided to chat.
"So, school shooting, huh?"
"Yes McNally, that happens sometimes."
"Don't they need the SWAT team or something? Why us, we're just patrolling."
"SWAT is not in every major city so it takes some time to round them up. Then, they have to know the information and assess the situation and find all that other good stuff out before they go in there guns a blazing. It takes time and since it's a school, we can't just stay around and wait for them. Time is important."
"Yeah, okay, got it."
By the time Sam and Andy arrived, there were at least 10 cruisers around the perimeter. Sam went directly towards one of the other officers and Andy followed.
"Sammy! Good to see you again buddy! How're you doing?"
"I'm doing great. Eating lunch and then got this call."
"Who's this lovely lady over here?"
"Oh. McNally, this is Alex Corinthos. An old friend of mine. Haven't seen him since before my UC days."
"Corinthos, this is my partner, Andy McNally."
After they shook hands, Andy went to find out more information about the shooting.
"So", Corinthos turned toward Sam, "you guys married?"
"What?"
"Married. You know, tie the knot." He made a chain link symbol with his hands.
"No! We're not married!"
"Woah, chill buddy. How many times have you slept together, then?"
"Zero."
"Really? I find that hard to believe."
"Well you better believe it."
"Aww, come on Sam. Don't be grumpy on me."
He waited for Sam to say something but all he did was stare at the ground.
"The way she looks at you. She has feelings for you and from what I can tell, the feelings are mutual." He paused. "Why don't you just ask her out?"
Sam looked up. "It's complicated."
"Okay. I have to go. I don't think I'm going to see again soon so listen. When it gets uncomplicated, ask her out."
Alex winked at Sam and walked away. He turned to see Andy waving at him, calling him over.
"What's up, McNally?"
"The shooter is a 17 year old girl. She fired at 2 other students. Only wounded. They say SWAT is going to get here in 15 minutes. They don't want to waste any more time. They're looking for a female officer to go in there and talk her out of it. The negotiator's arriving a bit late too so they need someone now."
She stopped, breathed and stared at Sam.
"So?" said Sam.
"I want to do it."
A/N: Hope you guys like it! Comment, please!